Get married....
CHAPTER TWENTY
Michael drove straight home. He was surprised to see his Father waiting patiently for him. He checked the time again. And he confirmed it was nine pm. His dad normally slept by eight pm. It had become a habit. He got out of his car and locked the door. He had allowed Humphrey go home because he had a date.
Michael wondered how the date would go, because if he, Michael, had a low EQ, then Humphrey had a very low EQ!
He entered the house and the butler greeted and collected his coat . He greeted his father who only nodded at him. He searched the whole house with his eyes, looking for his mother. Just then he saw her dashing out of the kitchen with a bowl of rice on her hands.
He laughed slowly, his mother had a habit of cooking by herself whenever he was coming home. But she wouldn't do so for her husband. That was why his father's face was exceptionally cold.
In all, his father hated his coming home. He wanted his wife all to himself.
"Oh sweetheart, come to the table, I prepared your favorite." His mom said while motioning him to the table.
He obeyed and went straight to the table. His father joined too. They began to eat in silence. Once in a while, his mother would move the dishes closer to Michael. And guess what, Carlisle Kingston's face would turn absolutely black!
After what seemed like an eternity sitting on the table, and watching the affection between his wife and his son. He decided to shorten the dinner.
"Mmm... Michael, you are thirty-two years old."
"That's a general knowledge Father."
"Good, I'm getting closer to my grave, when are you planning on giving me a grand child?"
"Soon Father"
"Soon? Mike are you dating someone already? What is her name? Where is she from? How come I've gotten a daughter in law and I don't know about it?"
"Mother, I haven't even started courting her! She doesn't give me a face at least."
"Nonsense! Which girl in the whole of Finland, would not fancy my son"
"Desiree Le grande" Michael answered.
"ahhh... That's her name" Mrs Kingston said with a coy smile.
"Let's finish up our dinner, it's getting cold." She said not willing to continue the discussion.
Soon weekend came.
Desi and her mother, prepared their Father's specialty. They bought a lot of drinks they knew he liked. She couldn't wait to see her Father again.
They both entered her red SUV and she drove straight to the National prison.
When she saw her dad, her heart nearly broke for him. Her dad who was full of life and energy was finally retarding. She was wondering how her mother must be feeling now. She reached out to her hand and held it tightly.
Her dad walked towards them and the first word he spoke was "sweet Nessa" with this her mom finally broke down in tears while hugging her father.
Huh? What was going on? Was she totally forgotten?
Just then they disengaged the hug. "Little Desi" her father called her.
The injustice she was feeling before, totally disappeared. Her face boomed with smile as she threw herself in her dad's body.
"Daddy I'm no longer little, I'm almost twenty-one!" She said acting like she hated it. But if one day her father stopped calling her 'little Desi'
She would throw herself into the ocean and die!
"Alright Alright Freddie, I prepared your favorites come and eat." her mom said while pointing at the table layout.
She had already set everything while they were having their moments.
Humphrey was busy sorting out his report at home, when his phone rang. Without checking who the caller was he picked up the call nonchalantly. The paper he was holding dropped when he heard the voice at the other end.
"Madam Kingston! Good morning."
"Good morning Humphrey how are you?"
"I'm very well Ma, thank you."
"Ok, I want every information about Desiree Le grande. I mean every information." she said
"Alright Ma!"
The call disconnected.
What the hell was going on? Why was everyone interested in this model? He had to find out soon! Because one day, he might end up calling her madam Kingston. He had to start now to amend his ways and become her favorite!